Purple cotton has always been secretly called the middle of the night in the middle of the summer, but now it is in a hurry, as if it has hit the knife of the dominatrix. It can be seen that it is better not to be duplicitous, and say that one day your mouth will confess everything!

Perhaps only in the middle of the summer knows it to myself ten years ago. After all, he is no longer just a weakling. At that time, he joined Jinyue Killing, which changed the way of survival of an abandoned weak girl in the world. For example, at this moment, she can pick up the purple cotton in front of her without pity, or without emotion, and then

"Alright!" Ran Ziwan's voice was faint.

In the middle of the night, which was originally cold and cold, he suddenly unloaded his internal breath, glanced at the purple cotton who looked scared, and thought to himself: Lielu! You wait for me!

Zimian then Zique looked at her helplessly, and she was also afraid in her heart, and she didn't know what to do. The shadows left by those years in the middle of the night can be imagined.

"Tomorrow, you will go to Zhenwang's Mansion with me, except for Granny Yao!" Ran Ziwan glanced at Ye Zhongxia very proudly, such a woman is worthy of the reputation of the first-class military marquis's mansion.

"Yes!" the crowd bowed their heads in agreement. The widowed and independent woman in front of her looks like people dare not blaspheme, and even her words and deeds, even if there is something in her eyes that make people unconditionally obey swirl in it.

If Ran Ziwan in that life still has some of the heart of her little daughter's family, but at this time, Ran Ziwan feels that she has turned around for a hundred years, and everything is different. After Zimian Zique and Midsummer retreated, Ran Ziwan explained to the medicine mother-in-law, and casually took a book and began to read it.

The moonlight on a cold night is quiet and cold, just like Ran Ziwan's state of mind at this time

Early the next morning, at the gate of Duanwang's mansion. Ran You's clothes are gorgeous, the hair bun is shining with gold, the crumbling hairpin makes people look at her whole person looks heavy and abnormal, and Ran Ziqing stands beside her, compared to Ran You's magnificence, Ran Ziqing looks gentle and generous, just like the first time I saw it at the gate of the Duanwang Mansion that day.

It's just that on the day Ran Zijing made a big fuss in the evening pavilion, many things and many people no longer saw the possibility of warmth in Ran Ziwan's eyes. Ran Ziwan swept over everyone in front of him coldly as before. Including hiding in the corner, your pair of dark gazes from Ran Zijing who are extremely unwilling and full of resentment.

"Where are you going?" Ran Youshi lowered his eyebrows, looking like he didn't know that he was dozens of times more submissive, and he didn't have the same style as before.

If the ginger is still old and spicy, proper forbearance will always make people seem peaceful. Just like the Ran You clan in front of him, the former lady in charge of Duanwang Mansion, or in other words, the current lady in charge of the side branch of the Ran family.

Seeing that Ran Ziwan didn't answer, Ran Youshi pulled the corners of his mouth, looking a little stupid. But Ran Ziqing stood in place and never spoke, looking neither humble nor arrogant, and even the moment he saw Ran Ziwan walking out of the mansion, he deliberately straightened his back.

Looking at the outfits of the mother and daughter in front of me, I am afraid that I also received an invitation from King Zhen's Mansion.

Although Ran Zhan did not inherit the title of the prince of Duanwangfu, he was also a member of the second rank in the court, and he was in the position of imperial envoy. In the Celestial Empire, as an imperial general, he was sent out from time to time to supervise important affairs such as the supply of military rations, the repair of rivers, agricultural production, and the security and order of the imperial capital and even the frontiers. Because the Imperial Historian held the power of supervision, the ordinary officials in the imperial capital of the Celestial Dynasty were very afraid of him. Moreover, today's Prime Minister Xue Cheng was promoted by a royal historian back then, and now he is also a powerful figure. Therefore, in the eyes of many people, Yushi is the candidate for the future prime minister, and he can't be offended, and he doesn't dare to offend. With Ran Zhan's prestige in the government and the opposition, there will even be people attached to him.

In addition, Ran Zhan was born in the Ran family and originated from Duanwangfu. Now it seems that both the official position and the background are serious 800 famous families.

Therefore, his children can naturally be regarded as the ladies of the imperial capital.

From this point of view, King Zhen's Mansion is meticulous and thoughtful.

"I heard that the tea in Shangshufu is like wine, which makes people drunk and obsessed? I don't know if it's really true?" Ran Ziwan replied. Throwing down this sentence, he got into the carriage on his own. Zimian behind him stretched out his tongue at the acacia flower beside Ran You's side, looking angry and unworthy.

Ran Ziwan sat in the car in the middle of the night, Zimian Zique stood on both sides, the coachman who drove the car was the person arranged by the medicine mother-in-law, and the carriage carried by the four horses walked very smoothly.

How did she know that she had gone to Cui's Mansion? Ran Ziqing's fingers holding the handkerchief suddenly loosened, and the juanpa embroidered with hosta flowers fell on the green bricks at her feet. These days, it is more frequent to go back and forth with the Cui Mansion, but when has this county lord paid attention to the movements in the mansion, has she never ignored everything?

Just for the sake of his own future, his mother has worked hard to cultivate himself for more than ten years, and Murphy is going to be shrunk back by the gentle sneer of the woman in front of him?

"Qing'er?" Ran Youshi was helped into the carriage by the grandmothers under his hands, originally just a little frightened about Ran Ziwan's cold question just now, but now he found that he was unconsciously a little trembling, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart slowly hit.

Ran You, who was originally a little self-conscious, naturally didn't notice Ran Ziqing's expression.

"Yes, mother!" As the eldest daughter of the imperial envoy, Ran Ziqing thought about it for a while, and calmed down and was already silent. With a smile on his face, he slowly entered Ran You's car.

"Does she know?" Ran Youshi couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart, and finally couldn't help but speak out. This daughter has always been quite thoughtful, and Ran You is very pleased. "If the Cui Mansion hasn't done it yet, I think it's better to give up. ”

"Mothers don't worry, daughters have their own proportions. She is just a sick girl, and it is hard to say whether she can survive next year?" This is the first time Ran Ziqing has talked about Ran Ziwan's short life.

has always been in front of outsiders, she is gentle and makes people look extraordinarily compassionate and indisputable. Maybe it was Ran Ziwan's words, and the cold eyes that swept over, made her wet her mind for a while, and she fell into a daze for a while.

"You mean?" Ran You's eyes widened.

"My daughter didn't say anything, can my mother close her eyes and rest for a while?" Ran Ziqing smiled and helped Ran You's sleeve, which was considered relief.

Ran Ziwan's car had already disappeared on the street corner, and the mother and daughter ordered someone to drive.

April is the season to climb high and enjoy the peach blossoms, and the women of the common people return to the peach tree in the imperial temple in the east of the city to make a wish to tie the red rope. It is said that the peach tree has endured thousands of years of wind and snow, and countless branches are full of visions of the children of the world, so it looks like a red sea of fire from a distance. Therefore, at this time of year, there is a rush of people coming and going, and there are countless people from other places.

In addition, at this time of year, the famous flower banquet held by King Zhen's mansion. Famous families from all over the world, the sons of the family will rush to the imperial capital of the Heavenly Dynasty, so that the Taifu Street is overcrowded, whether it is a restaurant or a teahouse, as long as it can accommodate people to live in the place, it has already been full. At this time of the year, the faces of the merchants are filled with countless red lights, and the four words of prosperous business cannot explain the source of prosperity.

It's just that there are too many people on Taifu Street at this time, and Ran Ziwan's car was blocked in the middle of the road, and Ran Ziqing's mother and daughter who came later gradually followed behind her car, quietly waiting for the traffic in front of her to slowly evacuate.

"County Lord, the prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion in front of me has a conflict with someone, I'm afraid we will have to wait for a while. Through the curtain, the coachman spoke in an extremely respectful tone.

"Prime Minister's Mansion?" Ran Ziwan shook his head for his previous plan. The more the car drove forward, "I'm afraid it's hard to calm down today." ”